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"Unless your speed of organizing is faster than mine, I’ll teach you how to behave in just a few minutes. I advise you to pick up the pace," Deadly Twelve urged loudly.
His voice remained calm, yet everyone hurried to work faster. Those with superpowers exerted their abilities to the fullest, and it was evident that several Superpowered Individuals were coordinating to clear the debris.
The looks directed at Deadly Twelve were filled with fear; it seemed they had already encountered the crazed Deadly Twelve. Dealing with these individuals, having a dual personality like Deadly Twelve was indeed a good choice, except for the occasional troublesome bouts of madness.
Nodding, Zheng Yifan carefully observed the ground that had been smoothed by Deadly Twelve, resembling a piece of flawless glass. The surface was adorned with aesthetically pleasing patterns. Vivid scenes unfolded on the ground, and the hard surface evoked a natural reluctance to destroy it.
"I didn't expect this guy to have some artistic flair," Zheng Yifan remarked as he stomped on the ground, only managing to leave marks after exerting nearly a ton of force.
Deadly Twelve, however, walked over leisurely, sweeping his right hand across the ground, restoring it to its original state. He then slowly addressed Zheng Yifan.
"The Deathmatch Camp has 71 members present. The Flame Center Area spans approximately 700 square meters and is currently under repair. I suggest constructing a distinctive plaza to commemorate this battle. There is no shortage of space in the Gathering Place, but destroying such an environment would be a desecration of art."
Deadly Twelve said much, but essentially hoped Zheng Yifan would not demolish the entire Flame Center Area but instead plan it into a plaza. Destroying such an environment would be a sin.
Zheng Yifan finally understood why this Fellow was so persistent; he was actually a top student from the National Academy of Fine Arts and had already become a somewhat renowned painter in the Post-Apocalypse.
No wonder his artistic instincts had erupted, leading him to create on the ground.
However, after observing nearly a hundred square meters of corrected ground, Zheng Yifan felt similarly. The exquisite patterns should remain here; after all, there would be renovations. The walls of Wilderness Gathering Place needed significant expansion, so this space wouldn’t be missed; it would be better to construct a plaza instead.
Even though the apocalypse had arrived, there were still things worth protecting. Moreover, it was just a matter of convenience.
Building a plaza wasn’t a bad idea. Humanity still needed to survive in the future; they should leave something behind for those who come after.
Upon receiving Zheng Yifan's approval, Deadly Twelve's eyes lit up. This little quirk of an artistic youth was perhaps the only remnant he had aside from his thirst for revenge. Now that he could fulfill this small wish, it would keep him busy for some time.
He also knew that his current strength was insufficient for avenging himself; his enemy was Night Demon and the master behind Night Demon—an entire mysterious and powerful organization. His current abilities were far too lacking; even Night Demon could easily overpower him. Moreover, what about the master behind?
Despite his occasional madness, that madness was rational and kept in check by the calm Deadly Twelve.
The two thousand warriors beside him were his future stepping stones to power; he clearly understood that only when these individuals grew stronger would he gain more resources in the future and enhance his own strength more rapidly.
Relying solely on his own cultivation, he had no idea when he would strike it rich and advance. After all this time, he had only managed to reach the edge of the Second Tier. As for the Third Stage...
He might as well forget about it. He didn't even have the qualifications to explore the secrets of the Third Stage.
"Keep working hard. Once more than zero of these people obtain the status of ordinary warriors, you will regain your warrior identity and continue to lead the Deathmatch Camp," Zheng Yifan promised, slowly observing each warrior in the Deathmatch Camp.
He wanted to see if there were any hidden threats among them.
After a round of inspection, he found that there were no such individuals present. All those with ill intentions had already perished.
"Report! We have discovered a suspicious explosive device. How should we handle it?" a fellow who had mixed with the First Division shouted loudly from within the Deathmatch Camp.
Zheng Yifan was drawn over by his voice. When he turned around, he clearly saw a bomb that was as tall as a person. The bomb looked familiar; upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the Type Nuclear Bomb used during the decisive battle between the First Division and the Ice King Mercenary Corps. Remarkably, it had not detonated and maintained its original form even amidst such intense heat.
However, when Zheng Yifan looked closer, he understood that this Type Nuclear Bomb had been hidden inside a massive safe. It was likely stored there by those warriors at the first sign of fire, effectively isolating it from heat sources to prevent any accidental detonation. Of course, the main reason was that the Neutron Generator on the bomb had not yet been activated.
When activated, a control system would channel the Neutron Generator into the Uranium Core through pipes before detonation could occur.
Without precise procedures, nuclear bombs are extremely stable; they do not explode simply from being exposed to fire.
This bomb was embedded with countless Zombie Crystal s, making it a high-tech item usable in an apocalyptic world.
Zheng Yifan naturally took it without hesitation. He planned to store it in his Storage Space when no one was around.
At the same time, he received news that in about two or three months, the neutron initiator would need to be replaced; otherwise, the polonium with an 18-day half-life would become ineffective.
Upon receiving this information, Zheng Yifan understood but felt no concern; time in his Storage Space was nearly frozen, allowing him to detonate it whenever he wished.
With this realization, his mood lightened. He now held a new trump card in his hands—one that could demonstrate to his enemies the power of technology when necessary.
After continuing to inspect the Gathering Place, time passed swiftly.
After a casual dinner, Zheng Yifan finally met Han Rui again, but he felt somewhat awkward upon seeing her.
In just a short time since he had come out, he had already taken a Tea Master to bed and brought Li Li back with him. Although it might not have been a romantic affair, he still felt guilty about being with the woman who had been by his side the longest and had silently supported him.
Han Rui's appearance had completely recovered. She could easily find a man to be with, but she hadn’t; instead, she was diligently managing the Gathering Place, much like the woman who quietly worked behind the scenes for him.
As he walked into the wooden building, Zheng Yifan approached with a flushed face. He stepped over a few stairs and opened the rough wooden door, immediately greeted by Han Rui's handsome face.
She truly didn’t look like a woman in her thirties. If one were to calculate her age, she seemed more like someone in her twenties, as the Essence Fruit had completely rejuvenated her body, restoring it to its prime, as if her organs had been replaced with new ones.
"Finally back? Here’s the report from the Gathering Place during your absence; take a look!" Han Rui said, taking a sip of tea from the table.
Zheng Yifan then noticed Guo Ketong standing quietly beside him, pouring him a cup of tea like a dutiful daughter-in-law. She handed it to Zheng Yifan.
Sitting boldly in the chair opposite Han Rui, he slowly savored his tea and said, "Han Rui, there are some things we should discuss openly."
After Zheng Yifan spoke, he exchanged glances with Sun Jiang, who had quietly arrived at his side. Sun Jiang nodded silently and signaled for others to leave the room. He closed the doors and windows tightly, leaving only Zheng Yifan, Han Rui, and Guo Ketong inside.
"What’s so good about it? You’ve already slept with that girl; how can you still act like you don’t know her?" Han Rui asked.
Zheng Yifan could only sigh. "I will absolutely not give up on Guo Ketong. But you… you’ve always been by my side; I don’t want to give up on you either. Is there really a way for everyone to be satisfied?"
As he spoke, Zheng Yifan seemed to think of something and looked at Han Rui, then at Guo Ketong.
The two women shared an unspoken understanding as they gathered together.
"What exactly do you want to do?" Han Rui asked.
Zheng Yifan suddenly gritted his teeth and stomped his foot. "What else can I do?"
Though winter had arrived outside, inside the room it felt like spring; it seemed that three spring cats had already passed through winter early.
The morning sun rose early the next day as Zheng Yifan bid farewell to the two charming ladies and officially led one hundred core members of the Bloodbath Legion away from the Gathering Place. They headed to the cave they had discovered previously to guard the mutated plant and to construct sufficient defenses to prevent others from prying.
It took over a few hours for the group to reach the location where Zheng Yifan had escaped, and they dug numerous small tunnels on the surface to confirm the position of the roots above ground.
To their surprise, they found that the roots of the plant were nearly impossible to trace, extending several thousand meters. Any Zombie that died on the surface would be absorbed by this strange mutated plant.
Its astonishing absorption ability allowed it to continuously draw in nutrients. During the harsh winter, without Zombie disturbances, no new Essence Fruits had been produced.
All Second-Stage Evolution Essences had been distributed, and anyone with sufficient Military Merit could exchange for them.
Of course, Han Rui had also obtained her coveted Second-Stage Evolution Essence fruit last night.
It was not due to Zheng Yifan's favoritism; rather, her activated Superpower was irreplaceable. Energy was the most scarce resource in this post-apocalyptic world, especially the energy from Zombie Crystal s. With Han Rui, they could fully utilize Zombie Crystal s.
As for Guo Ketong, Zheng Yifan had also left her an A-Level Essence to make her a Superpowered Individual.
Her timid nature was truly unsuitable for combat, so it was a bottle of supportive Essence that would enhance her health and grant her a bit of Superpower.
Zheng Yifan was unaware of her Superpower at this moment; he was focused on studying the cave filling and tunnel construction issues.
The tall Pu Qiang lowered his head, carefully inspecting the entire tunnel and that pit. The troublesome pit definitely needed to be filled in, leaving only a secret passage at a critical location. The entire pit had to be sealed off, and the tunnel would directly connect to the passage beneath Lake, making it even more secure. The final section would need to be hidden so that only those who knew the correct method could enter.
Fortunately, when leaving the Gathering Place, Zheng Yifan had been cautious and brought along two experts. With their explanations, he returned to reality to purchase enough supplies, transforming the entire tunnel into a maze while sealing off the true entrance.
Everything proceeded in an orderly manner. Business activities began expanding after Li Qiang successfully established his Chamber of Commerce. Survivors from Wilderness Gathering Place slowly started interacting with people from Hope Gathering Place and began normal trade exchanges. Almost all areas within hundreds of miles south of Ruiguan became territory of Hope Gathering Place.
Zheng Yifan truly realized just how vast the Apocalyptic World was.
Despite the similarities in location and culture, the territory here is more than ten times larger than that of the real world. The vast expanse surrounding Ruiguan is merely a small part of the expansive Huaguo, with an even broader Apocalyptic World awaiting exploration. The sheer number of Zombies, spawned by billions of people, is overwhelming.
Zheng Yifan wonders if he can endure, but there is only forward; retreat is not an option.
The harsh winter will serve as a harbinger of a more brutal future. By the time Spring Blossoms arrives next year, it will undoubtedly usher in an even crazier era.
After a winter of hunger, the Zombies will inevitably begin to forage on a massive scale, while the wild beasts hiding in the mountains and forests will also seek to replenish their energy.
Three layers of walls have been constructed outside the Wilderness Gathering Place, complete with two isolation zones, each longer than the last. The central area serves as a crucial isolation zone, equipped with mechanisms that can inject gasoline into it, transforming the dozens of meters wide isolation zone into an Inferno.
At the second isolation zone of the Wilderness Gathering Place lies a vast trading area where members from other Gathering Places come to trade. Here, Zheng Yifan can acquire all sorts of supplies and attract new refugees on a large scale, flooding the market with products from Hope Gathering Place.
Hope Gathering Place has gradually transformed into an agricultural-based Gathering Place with industrial support. Although the area within Ruiguan is not large, it is sufficient to sustain the dietary needs of one hundred thousand people. Along the riverbank, dozens of waterwheels have emerged, inscribed with formations that maximize their power generation and convert kinetic energy into mechanical energy.
Several factories near Sun Jiangmian are already under construction. They will produce weapons and equipment for survival in this apocalyptic world, as well as specialized tools.
The apocalypse marks both the end of one era and the beginning of another; it will lead to the emergence of a brand new Superpower Era. (To be continued)
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